Upon seeing the arm, Saint Qinglan's face turned ashen. He instantly controlled the gale, enveloping everyone within it, and retreated at an extremely fast speed.
In just a few breaths, the group retreated more than a kilometer.
The others also looked terrified.
"What is that?!" Jerry heard his own voice seem to come from the horizon.
He felt his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for days.
The others were also momentarily stunned, unable to react to Jerry's question.
Only Lu Ning remained calm as always.
He replied, "That must be an evil god."
Upon hearing Lu Ning's answer, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, as if a cold block of ice had been placed in their stomachs, the coldness spreading from their stomachs to their entire bodies.
Steve chuckled, his expression seemingly breaking down: "I never thought I'd actually see an evil god one day? This is fucking lucky!"
An Lan's expression shifted rapidly, a ferocious look gradually appearing on her aged face: "An evil god... With our strength, our survival rate against an evil god is zero. This time, we're probably really going to die, die, die, die..."
The others were not in good condition either; everyone seemed to be showing some symptoms of a mental breakdown.
Lu Ning could see that the white mist was gradually spreading and increasing within everyone's bodies.
Clearly, the information about the evil god was a huge blow to everyone, even causing them to experience mental health issues.
Saint Qinglan also noticed that something was wrong with everyone's situation.
He quickly used the strong wind to bring everyone closer together.
Then, the Azure Mist Saint looked at Lu Ning and asked, "Lu Ning! Can you absorb their spiritual pollution?"
Compared to the almost collapsed crowd, Saint Qinglan was in much better condition.
After all, he was a saint, and his spiritual power was stronger than that of others.
Lu Ning nodded calmly: "Mm."
He reached out and absorbed the white mist that had risen from everyone's bodies, then pressed it into his own.
These white mists were the source of pollution that caused the mutation of their own abilities. They had no divine power, and as soon as they entered Lu Ning's body, they were instantly grabbed and absorbed by the corrosive giant hand.
After Lu Ning absorbed the mental pollution from everyone's bodies, everyone's condition improved significantly, and their eyes gradually returned to clarity from their frenzy.
Before they could speak, the Azure Mist Saint said in a low voice, "Don't be too pessimistic! Although this is an evil god, it is not the evil god's true form! It should be an illusion of power!"
Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.
An Lan quickly realized what was happening, his eyes growing brighter as he said, "Qing Lan is right! If it were the true form of the evil god, we would have been dead the moment we saw it, with no chance of being saved!"
The others listened, their eyes growing brighter and brighter.
They mustered their courage and looked at the arm in the distance.
At this moment, the arm is prostrate in front of the golden halo, connected to the mist of the golden halo, as if some kind of chain is locking it firmly in the vicinity of the golden halo.
Everyone could see that the arm was illusory and not solid!
"It was indeed an illusionary projection! Not the real thing!"
Just as hope was beginning to emerge in everyone's hearts.
The arm suddenly stood up, using two fingers as feet.
The flesh on his arm wriggled and grew two eyes.
His eyes had a yellowish tint and looked somewhat cloudy, yet they seemed to contain some kind of mysterious divinity.
His eyes swept over Lu Ning and his group in the distance.
Under His gaze, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and an aura of death slowly rose from their bodies.
Their newly glimmered hope was once again swallowed by despair.
Jerry muttered, "Even a projection is still an evil god! How can we possibly defeat an evil god?!"
Saint Qinglan also fell silent.
Even he felt a deadly threat when facing that arm!
The illusion of this evil god is extremely powerful, terrifyingly powerful!
It even evoked the feelings one had when facing those human demigods!
It is indeed an evil god. Even if it is just a phantom of power, once it is condensed, it is already close to or even reaches the level of a demigod.
This is far more powerful than the Flesh Source clone we encountered in Base City 121 before!
It cannot be said that the source of flesh and blood is weaker.
Rather, the source of flesh and blood clone did not fully project its power at that time.
While the clone was still in the process of being conceived, it was disturbed by Lu Ning and his group, resulting in severe malnutrition when the clone was born.
Even under those circumstances, the Blood and Flesh Source clone still possessed the strength of a Saint!
Moreover, he wasn't weak even among Saints; Saint Qinglan had to use a high-risk soul weapon to kill that guy.
However, this arm is clearly very different from the flesh and blood source clone.
It's highly likely to be the full version of Power Projection!
Saint Qinglan understood that he had no chance of winning against such a projection of power!
Just when everyone was in despair, An Lan seemed to have discovered something.
He widened his eyes and said, "This projection of the evil god seems to be bound."
Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.
An Lan continued, "Look behind him! That dim yellow mist is connected to the golden halo; this is probably the source of his power. If we can sever the connection, we might be able to destroy this evil god projection! If that doesn't work, perhaps we can try to shut down the golden halo!"
An Lan suggested two solutions, but the expressions of the others grew increasingly desperate.
Saint Qinglan also looked on in disbelief and said, "An Lan, do you want to hear what you're saying?! How could you cut off the source of power of a demigod-level evil god projection in front of him? You even wanted to shut down that golden halo that we don't even know what it is?! You wouldn't do that even in your wildest dreams!"
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